PoemsT. Cadell and W. Davies, 1816 - Всего страниц: 246 |
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Стр. 33
... note return as soft a sigh , And bless the youth that bids her slumbers fly . But not till Time has calmed the ruffled breast , Are these fond dreams of happiness confest . Not till the rushing winds forget to rave , Is Heaven's sweet ...
... note return as soft a sigh , And bless the youth that bids her slumbers fly . But not till Time has calmed the ruffled breast , Are these fond dreams of happiness confest . Not till the rushing winds forget to rave , Is Heaven's sweet ...
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... note the sweet simplicity of life , Far from the din of Folly's idle strife : Nor there awhile , with lifted eye , revered That modest stone which pious PEMBROKE reared ; Which still records , beyond the pencil's power , The silent ...
... note the sweet simplicity of life , Far from the din of Folly's idle strife : Nor there awhile , with lifted eye , revered That modest stone which pious PEMBROKE reared ; Which still records , beyond the pencil's power , The silent ...
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... yet still in FLORIO's fancy sung , Still on each note his captive spirit hung ; Till o'er the mead a cool , sequestered grot From its rich roof a sparry lustre shot . A crystal water crossed the pebbled floor , And on 43.
... yet still in FLORIO's fancy sung , Still on each note his captive spirit hung ; Till o'er the mead a cool , sequestered grot From its rich roof a sparry lustre shot . A crystal water crossed the pebbled floor , And on 43.
Стр. 53
... , when the trembling spirit wings her flight , Pour round her path a stream of living light ; And gild those pure and perfect realms of rest , Where Virtue triumphs , and her sons are blest ! NOTES ON THE FIRST PART . NOTE a . Page. 53.
... , when the trembling spirit wings her flight , Pour round her path a stream of living light ; And gild those pure and perfect realms of rest , Where Virtue triumphs , and her sons are blest ! NOTES ON THE FIRST PART . NOTE a . Page. 53.
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Samuel Rogers. NOTES ON THE FIRST PART . NOTE a . Page 12 , line 11 . Up springs , at every step , to claim a tear , " The I CAME to the place of my birth , and cried , friends of my Youth , where are they ? " - And an echo answered ...
Samuel Rogers. NOTES ON THE FIRST PART . NOTE a . Page 12 , line 11 . Up springs , at every step , to claim a tear , " The I CAME to the place of my birth , and cried , friends of my Youth , where are they ? " - And an echo answered ...
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adieu age to age antient bids bless blest breast breathe bright Cacique calm CANTO cell charm clime Columbus controul Cortes courser dark dead deep delight desert shore dream echo Euripides father fear fled fond frown gaze glows grove hail hand heart heaven Hence Herrera hour human voice hung inspires Jacqueline light live Maximian melt MEMORY mighty Wind mind murmurs Muse night NOTE C. P. NOTE f o'er once pensive pleasure rapture reign repose rise rite round rude sacred sail says scene secret seraph shade shine shone shore sigh silent sleep smile song soon sooth sorrow soul sphere spirit spring steals sung sweet swell tears tempest thee thine thou thought thro trace trembling triumphs truth Twas vales VESPASIAN VIRGIL's tomb voice Voyage wake wave weep whence wild wind wing youth
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Стр. 98 - Oh ! she was good as she was fair. None — none on earth above her ! As pure in thought as angels are, To know her was to love her. When little, and her eyes, her voice, Her every gesture said
Стр. 8 - Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain. Awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise! * Each stamps its image as the other flies. Each, as the various avenues of sense Delight or sorrow to the soul dispense, Brightens or fades; yet all, with magic art, Controul the latent fibres of the heart.
Стр. 32 - Than when the shades of time serenely fall On every broken arch and ivied wall; The tender images we love to trace, Steal from each year a melancholy grace ! And as the sparks of social love expand, As the heart opens in a foreign land; And, with a brother's warmth, a brother's smile, The stranger greets each native of his isle...
Стр. 116 - Go — you may call it madness, folly ; You shall not chase my gloom away. There's such a charm in melancholy, I would not, if I could, be gay.
Стр. 150 - That breathe a gale of fragrance round, I charm the fairy-footed hours With my loved lute's romantic sound ; Or crowns of living laurel weave, For those that win the race at eve. The shepherd's horn at break of day, The ballet...
Стр. 65 - And cheaply circulates, through distant climes, The fairest relics of the purest times. Here from the mould to conscious being start Those finer forms, the miracles of art ; Here chosen gems, imprest on sulphur, shine, That slept for ages in a second mine ; And here the faithful graver dares to trace A Michael's grandeur, and a Raphael's grace ! Thy gallery, Florence, gilds my humble walls ; And my low roof the Vatican recalls...
Стр. 148 - MINE be a cot beside the hill ; A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear ; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall shall linger near.
Стр. 16 - Hark! the bee winds her small but mellow horn,' Blithe to salute the sunny smile of morn. O'er thymy downs she bends her busy course. And many a stream allures her to its source. Tis noon, 'tis night. That eye so finely wrought, Beyond the search of sense, the soar of thought, Now vainly asks the scenes she left behind; Its orb so full, its vision so confin'd!
Стр. 44 - A ming^d gleam of hope and triumph shed, What to thy soul its glad assurance gave, Its hope in death, its triumph o'er the grave? The sweet Remembrance...
Стр. 16 - With looks that asked, yet dared not hope relief, Want with her babes round generous Valour clung, To wring the slow surrender from his tongue, 'Twas thine to animate her closing eye ; .> Alas ! 'twas thine perchance the first to die, > Crushed by her meagre hand when welcomed from j the sky.